Babe, pay for my train ride
You know that I won't fly
You've known me for years
You know that I
Have my principles
And I'll stick with them
Babe, pay for my bus ride
Hey, maybe I will fly
You've known me for years
You know that I
Have a tendency to lie
A tendency to change my mind
Babe, pay for my flight
And I'll come visit you sometime
In Stockholm
I'll sleep on your floor
Like I did that time
When you had bought
Twenty-two citrus fruits
And put them on the kitchen table
And next to them a note welcoming me
And a bottle of soda
A bottle of soda
A bottle of soda and a bottle of wine
Babe, pay for my flight
And I'll remind you of that time
When we were hanging out in the basement of your parents' house
Eating crisps in the morning, sour cream & onion
Then your sister and her now ex walked in, yeah
They were going jogging
Laughed at us
And we laughed back at them
Called them workoutaholics
We always knew how to take it easy
At least I always knew how to take it easy
While you were running in circles around me
The only times I ever went jogging in the past seven or eight years or so
Were when you dragged me out of the house
Then, always running in circles around me
Always running in circles around me
Babe, pay for my flight
And I'll come visit you tonight
We talk on the phone
But it's not enough
And I don't have the funds right now to travel
Babe, pay for my flight
I have to tell you that
I lost my principles tonight
Now I might as well lose another one
Hell, I might as well lose all of them
I know you'll understand
You've seen me change
And I've changed again
I now stab people in the back when they're not prepared
I stab people in the back when they're not prepared
Be aware
Be aware, be aware
I thought they were prepared
Be aware, be aware
Be aware
Be aware, be aware
I thought they were prepared
Be aware, be aware
Be aware
